Never Let Me Down

Susan J. Miller

One night, at an hour that was normally my bedtime, I got all dressed up, and my mother and father and I drove into New York, down to the Half Note, the jazz club on Hudson Street. I was thirteen, maybe fourteen, just beginning teenagehood, and had never gone anywhere that was ‘nightlife’. I had…

Trap. Dominate. Fuck.
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